Warm place calm and quiet small grace white birds high up you know fireworks and fairy tales and dragonfly in my summer mind soft sand dark skin palm
the damage that we've done Tonight, tonight I cannot rest I've got this joy inside my breast To think that I did not forget That child, that song of
I wonder if this Christmas They'll begin to understand That Jesus that they celebrate Is much more than a man The way the world is I can't see how people
Traduction: Neville, Aaron. Chant de Bernadette.